Looking back
The futility of it all strikes us now...
When distance yawns between breaks
And closeness sleeps all week long
The absurdity of it all strikes us now...
When things said didn’t exist to begin with
And things done still haven’t happened
The triviality of it all strikes us now...
When time spent still defies reason
And time saved can never be used
The incongruity of it all strikes us now...
When misgivings no longer disturb
And warmth goes by unnoticed
The futility of it all strikes us now
When separation only brings comfort
And variance nothing but calm
7 comments:
Hmmm.. Have you decided that it's gonna be futile or are are you...? Because you speak about it being futile and and also say distance yawns? Or have I got you wrong?
"Hard. I have hips." You are really funny! and insightful. I enjoyed the visit. Thanks for your site.
Best regards,
Mark
http://gribridges.blogspot.com/
since i don't know you, would you reveal yourself?
do u get into masochistic phases?
this is the most intriguing blog I have visited in some time, and I promise to be back ... everyday!
Realization's always in retrospect. Bummer!
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